Edwards POV:
I walked into the lecture room, apathetic as usual. I knew that I had done the right thing, leaving Bella to live out her human life, but it didn't make it easier on my own, now meaningless existence, especially not being able to check up on her. But I knew, in my heart of hearts, that if I went to "check up on her" I would not be able to leave her again. I wasn't fooled. I knew my own weakness, and that was Bella.
I was hit by an overwhelming smell as I walked in; of werewolf mingled with the most beautiful and familiar smell in my memory: Bella. I looked frantically around the theatre and my heart would have stopped beating, had it not already been dead. There was my Bella, sitting next to a werewolf, talking animatedly. The dog flung his head back and laughed at some piece of wit from my love, and an alien feeling of jealousy entered me, overcoming the sheer joy at seeing Bella again. Something was different about her, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. She looked like one of us, but she couldn't be, as she smelt normal. Could she? I felt almost disappointed, and then chastised myself. I had left her for the very reason to stay human, and now I was disappointed to find her so? What kind of person was I? I answered myself with self disgust. I was a vampire.
I consulted my list, and then said in what I hoped was an authoritative voice, "Mr Black, I would appreciate silence when I am trying to teach." Bella gasped in shock as she took my appearance in. I saw her sway, and knew what was about to happen. I ran up to her, trying hard to run with human rather than vampire speed.
Bella's POV:
"Bella, wake up" A voice came into my mind, urgent yet silken.
I'm dreaming, I said to myself, but regardless of my reluctance to wake my eyes began to open. And there he was. Jacob was standing behind him, glaring, and trying unsuccessfully to push past him to me. I couldn't deal with this right now, I thought to myself as I tried to stop myself hyperventilating. He has been gone from my life 5 years, and now he shows up? Has he moved on? Got himself a vampire girlfriend? A wife, perhaps? My heart broke that little bit more at the thought. I got unsteadily to my feet, and, without a look back, sprinted as fast as I could out of the classroom.
I could feel the curious eyes of the students on my back, piercing my skin, and I could hear Edward's footsteps only a little behind mine, in fast pursuit. I could face him right now. I needed to get myself back under control. Where was that façade of indifference, of coolness, that I seemed to have mastered over these years, I thought. I need it now.
I ran and, cursing inwardly, realised I had reached a brick wall. I turned reluctantly to face him, and gasped in shock as I turned to see not one, but five Cullen children. I thought of getting past them, but discarded that thought as they silently moved to cover the entire space, in one line. Their expressions ranged from pain, curiosity, and determination, and I resigned myself to the fact that we were going to have to talk. I wondered what they could see on my face, knowing I was a mess. Edward stepped a little forward, and said "Bella" simply one word, but laden with so many emotions.
It was too much for me. I crumpled to the ground, sobbing, as I felt a pair of stone cold arms wrap tightly around me.